Kids of Tomorrow.01
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This is the final part of the "Last son of Krypton" trilogy, although it's also connected with 'Flight of the Rogue'. The actions pick up roughly after Clark saves Rogue from the FoH thugs in 'Flight'.
Close to Smallville, Kansas. The day after the Great Storm
Clark had received a letter without sender, asking him to be in a place in Topeka at a certain hour, '...and talk with the Goth girl that was going to arrive a bit later. She is in trouble, and needs your help'. It worried him that somebody had discovered that he was the so-called 'Kansas Superboy', and he feared a trap, especially given he was still not fully recovered from yesterday. But he would never be able look himself at the mirror again, if he left somebody to suffer, so he put on what Pete had once jokingly called his 'work clothes', and ran to Topeka.
Once he had arrived to the general area, he had gone slower and he had just turned a corner when the girl had collided with him, chased by a trio of thugs with guns. To his (not so great, admittedly) surprise the girl had turned to have powers, too, and had knocked out the last of the thugs herself. After recovering her things, that she had ditched trying to escape the thugs, he had offered her to house her at home.
"So you are this 'Superboy'?" the girl, Rogue as she had wanted to be called, asked as they passed close to the 'Welcome to Smallville' sign, with the two addenda about being the meteor capital of the Midwest and being the home of the 'Superboy'.
"Yes, it was a nickname people gave me when I started saving people, and only got a glimpse of the shirt. By the time I heard it, it had taken a life of its own." Clark said, "Not that it matters much, really, if they call me Superboy or Simba."
"How the hell are we talking normally?" she asked, "Ah mean, Ah have been in a convertible, and the noise alone..."
"I have some kind of aura that I can extend to whatever or whoever I am carrying." Clark said, as he saw a couple of familiar landmarks, that they passed less than a second later, and then he stopped before a house close to the road, with a couple barns behind it, and a cornfield not that far.
"So that bastard was not that far off in calling yah a farmboy, right?" Rogue said, referring to one of the insults that the thug leader had hurled to him.
"You could say that." Clark said.
"What's your name, by the way? With all the excitement, Ah forgot to ask." Rogue said, as she left her backpack in a corner.
"Clark Kent." he said, offering his hand.
"My birth name is Marie, but Ah prefer Rogue." she said, shaking it, after a moment checking that she still had the gloves on, "Do you have something to eat, Ah'm hungry."
"Come with me, I'll show you the kitchen." Clark said, as he started to walk, "So, what's your story? Got exposed to some green rock?
"What do yah mean?" Rogue asked, following him.
"There was a meteor storm about eighteen years ago..."
"Hence the meteor capital of the Midwest." Rogue commented, remembering what the Welcome to Smallville sign said.
"Yes and the meteors brought a mineral that have given powers to some people over the years. And did a number to the head of most of them." Clark said as he rummaged through the kitchen furniture.
Close to Smallville, Kansas. The day after the Great Storm
Clark had received a letter without sender, asking him to be in a place in Topeka at a certain hour, '...and talk with the Goth girl that was going to arrive a bit later. She is in trouble, and needs your help'. It worried him that somebody had discovered that he was the so-called 'Kansas Superboy', and he feared a trap, especially given he was still not fully recovered from yesterday. But he would never be able look himself at the mirror again, if he left somebody to suffer, so he put on what Pete had once jokingly called his 'work clothes', and ran to Topeka.
Once he had arrived to the general area, he had gone slower and he had just turned a corner when the girl had collided with him, chased by a trio of thugs with guns. To his (not so great, admittedly) surprise the girl had turned to have powers, too, and had knocked out the last of the thugs herself. After recovering her things, that she had ditched trying to escape the thugs, he had offered her to house her at home.
"So you are this 'Superboy'?" the girl, Rogue as she had wanted to be called, asked as they passed close to the 'Welcome to Smallville' sign, with the two addenda about being the meteor capital of the Midwest and being the home of the 'Superboy'.
"Yes, it was a nickname people gave me when I started saving people, and only got a glimpse of the shirt. By the time I heard it, it had taken a life of its own." Clark said, "Not that it matters much, really, if they call me Superboy or Simba."
"How the hell are we talking normally?" she asked, "Ah mean, Ah have been in a convertible, and the noise alone..."
"I have some kind of aura that I can extend to whatever or whoever I am carrying." Clark said, as he saw a couple of familiar landmarks, that they passed less than a second later, and then he stopped before a house close to the road, with a couple barns behind it, and a cornfield not that far.
"So that bastard was not that far off in calling yah a farmboy, right?" Rogue said, referring to one of the insults that the thug leader had hurled to him.
"You could say that." Clark said.
"What's your name, by the way? With all the excitement, Ah forgot to ask." Rogue said, as she left her backpack in a corner.
"Clark Kent." he said, offering his hand.
"My birth name is Marie, but Ah prefer Rogue." she said, shaking it, after a moment checking that she still had the gloves on, "Do you have something to eat, Ah'm hungry."
"Come with me, I'll show you the kitchen." Clark said, as he started to walk, "So, what's your story? Got exposed to some green rock?
"What do yah mean?" Rogue asked, following him.
"There was a meteor storm about eighteen years ago..."
"Hence the meteor capital of the Midwest." Rogue commented, remembering what the Welcome to Smallville sign said.
"Yes and the meteors brought a mineral that have given powers to some people over the years. And did a number to the head of most of them." Clark said as he rummaged through the kitchen furniture.